So-lo that I can see under the skirt of an ant So-lo that I don´t get high no more when I "Geronimo!" I just go hit
So-lo my cup is a rojo, my cholo, my friend So-lo that I can admit When I hear that another kid is shot by the popo it ain´t an event No more So-lo that no more high horses, so hard to wear Polo When I do I cut the pony off, now there´s a hole that once was a logo How fitting So-lo that I can give a fuck about what is trending Tryna cut down on my spending Regardless of winning, instead of pretending And bending over backwards Over half of these hoes had work done Sayin´ they want something real from a man Just saying it, we being real persons
I hate that it´s like this, I feel for you Ann I don´t know what it´s like with a skirt on So pardon me if I am being insensitive but darling this only worsens So-lo my halo, stay way low, it feels like it´s bent So-lo that when they throw pussy on pesos I pay no attention to it So-lo that I am no rookie but feel like a kid Lookin´ at the other kids With astonishment while I´m on punishment, watchin´ the summer come close to an end After 20 years in I´m so naive I was under the impression that everyone wrote they own verses It´s comin´ back different and yea that shit hurts me I´m hummin´ and whistlin´ to those not deserving
I´m stumbled and lift every word, was I working just way too hard?